1 comments/ 14710 views/ 1 favorites Spite Sex Ch. 01 By: Stoney Beach I'd been going to Hippie Hollow for some time, and I'd seen a lot of different things happen. Most of the things in this story happened in the past, the park has changed, and I don't feel it would be something you'd be anywhere nearly as likely to see today. I really liked the situations where I was able to get involved or at least watch the goings on. But like everything else in this life you need some judgment as to when you should get involved. Anyway, you can see some situations a few times and then you can start to be able to predict what might happen in five minutes, or twenty, or an hour or sometimes within a few hours or most of a day. Many of the predictable situations involve the use of alcohol or drugs . . . you can just see some things coming. You can especially see it when the jealousy monster rears its head . . . and it doesn't even matter whether it's him or her. Today's women seem just as able to get pissed off and stupid as the men do. If you were to combine the two add some jealousy, inexperience, insecurity with the party favors, things can get a little wild. On this day I watched what I believed to be a couple that was new to c/o "beaches" (HH is on a lake-no ocean so no real beach) come down the paved road and take a place just below the first bathroom. They had a cheap styrofoam cooler with at least a 12 pack. He had hair down to his shoulders, a little scruff, and jeans shorts. She was a knockout; long brown hair to the middle of her back, nice tits 34C or 36B, long legs, a sweet swell to her ass, a few freckles, and jeans shorts too. They took a while to doff their duds looking around a little self-consciously. First his shirt, then hers, then after half an hour and a couple of bruskis there went his shorts, and after a couple of beers and twenty minutes her shorts too. Now they were both naked, soaking up sun and putting away those Buds at a pretty good clip. They had a little smoke too probably to reduce those nasty inhibitions and to relax them a little in a new situation and place. Naturally the regulars picked up on the newbies right away. She would have attracted attention with her clothes on, much less naked. As the day wore on some of the regulars would stop by and make some idle chit chat as a way to get a better look at her. He seemed to put up with this to a certain degree, but you could sometimes tell it ticked him off a little too. After all, as is usually the case, there weren't a lot of gals stopping by to check HIM out. Sometimes, the guys would be really blatant about looking her over, moving to see straight up between her legs, and more than one showed the VERY obvious results-a boner some were over the six inch average. She wasn't exactly looking away when it happened either, she didn't make it easy for them, or encourage them after if happened, but she seemed perhaps amused or complimented, The beers took hold and they needed to pee more often and since they were just below the restrooms, after a couple of re-dressings they started to go up nude. First time he went with her, but after a while he let her go without him. Eventually she turned the trips into a little more of a leisurely stroll. She'd wait a little while before she went in, and when she came out she would go over to the other side of the restrooms to take advantage of the railed off overlook for a view of the lake. I don't know if it was on purpose, but she started to attract some guys during her little jaunts. Some of the guys were the same ones who had been checking her out when she had been sitting with her boyfriend down below. A couple of guys when finding her friendly maybe even flirtatious would begin to "feel" their cock as they talked to her. At first she pretended not to notice, but as they became more obvious, she would just stare as they devoured her eye candy and played with their dick. She never protested or asked anyone to stop. In this case that meant no objection was approval. So she started to get more and more attention as the day wore on. This was not completely lost on him, he started to look back more often when she left. He paid attention when she was standing over him at the overlook on the other side of the restroom. I could tell from the intensity of the conversation when she returned that he was starting to get a little unsure of her, a little jealous perhaps, but that macho thing kept him from chaperoning her. He wanted her to just take care of it herself. He didn't seem to want to tell her how to act, but apparently he had expectations that were not being met. "What took you so long?" he asked. "I wasn't in any hurry, it's a great view of the lake, and I'm really enjoying myself. That's what you wanted wasn't it?" she replied, maybe a little defensive while standing her ground. "Well, yea sure. No one is bothering you are they?" he countered, you got the feeling maybe he had seen one of the guys jacking off while checking her out. "N-n-n-o, not ex-a-c, NO", you could just tell from the way she said it, that she thought about telling him, but knew he'd get all pissed off and just didn't want the hassle so just changed to a very sure tone about half way through. "Okay, I just wanted to make sure you were comfortable-no problems." She got kind of a weird smile as she said, "No, no PROBlems." The sun peaked and was on the downward slope, but being Texas it was still hot and the cooler was getting low on beer. A couple of regulars had offered them beer, so they were doing okay. Then one of the really well hung guys Jim stopped to talk. As he talked to the two of them her boyfriend left for the bathrooms. Jim's got a really big, thick dick and he knew it and liked to flaunt it. When her boyfriend left, Jim began to coolly stroke his cock while sitting right in front of her and looking right at her pussy as he made small talk. He got his prick hard and continued to stroke himself while talking to her, and she made no effort to discourage him. She didn't look away, or ask him to quit, or tell him she didn't approve of what he was doing. In fact she began to furtively look back over her shoulder, to see if b/f was on his way back. What she hadn't prepared for was that he had taken HIS time this time and was watching from the overlook on the other side of the restroom. He was checking up on her, and he watched as this big-dicked stranger jacked off right in front of his Paula and she was putting up NO resistance. As far as he could tell she seemed to be enjoying this perverted display. In fact he could hear them, "How long have y'all been going together?" the stranger asked. "I'm, sorry what did you say?" she stammered as she watched for her b/f and watched this guy stroke his dick right in front of her. What was wrong with her? Why wasn't she being more assertive? She wasn't supposed to be letting this happen. Why didn't she just get up and go find him? Why was she so fascinated by this perverted situation? Was it the size of his cock? He WAS bigger than her b/f, in fact he was the biggest thing she's ever seen. And that smirk on his face as if it was no big deal that he was jacking off while enjoying her body and pretending he wasn't doing anything wrong. Yet she was somehow complimented, she was confident, she felt she was pretty hot, why wouldn't she get him hard? Why wouldn't any guy want to enjoy her naked body? Besides if her b/f didn't want anyone to see her nude body why had he brought her here? She didn't want him to be angry, but hadn't he brought this whole situation upon them? "You and him, how long have y'all been going out? I guess if you guys came out here you must be pretty comfortable with each other. Maybe things are getting a little, you know . . . old. Is this the first time? Do y'all want a little spice in your sex lives?" as he peppered her with questions he continued to yank on his dick. He had noticed her boyfriend up above them watching, and he knew she hadn't seen him yet. He had nothing to lose, if he caused a problem, maybe b/f would leave her there and he could convert her to slutdom. If not, maybe they were new swinger types or one of those couples looking to "experiment". She was stumped. What could she say to some of these questions? Her b/f seemed to be taking a long time, where was he? Shouldn't he be answering some of these questions? Finally she spoke, "We've been going out for about a year, but we're not bored or swingers or anything.", her voiced kind of trailed off. But she couldn't take her eyes off his dick, even as he slowly pulled on it, up and down, up and down. "I think I need to pee." she finally made herself say. She slowly found her feet, steadied herself and began the climb up to the restroom. Her eyes finally caught a glimpse of her boyfriend, and he looked po'ed. She caught her breath in her stomach. How long had he been there? Did that look mean he had seen what was going on and was mad? Well what the hell did he expect? It was the alcohol and weed doing the justification boogie. Something deep down told her that if he'd been allowing to happen, what she'd just allowed to happen, that she'd be really pissed. But what the fuck, he was a guy. Everybody knows that a naked, sexy girl was going to catch more attention than some guy. Besides, if he didn't want these guys hanging around with their stiff dicks then why didn't he tell them to take a hike? She was about halfway up the path to the bathroom when she needed to stop. Her head was spinning just a little, maybe she had gotten up too quickly. But it gave her a chance to get her bearings. That's when she noticed that the guy who'd been jerking off and sitting with her was right behind her, and he was still playing with his cock. In fact, as she looked around she noticed there were maybe six or seven guys who must have been watching her and maybe they'd been stroking their already hard dicks. Three or four were seated where they had a good look at what had been going on, but there were another couple of guys who were standing nearby and jacking their hard pricks and staring right at her. One was off to the right, just off the path-and another on the left side of the path not even an arm's length away. Her boobs were within easy grasping distance of either one. What would she do if they grabbed for her? Part of her was a little scared, but part of her almost wished they'd do it. "Grab my titi!" she thought to herself. That's when it hit her, she was really horny. She was wet! When had this happened? There was part of her that wanted these strangers to just begin to maul her tits, reach for her pussy, finger her, fuck her, whatever they wanted. And then there was the real world, Pete up there by the restroom-she needed to get a grip on herself. She looked up the last concrete steps of the path to the restroom and found one of her "admirers" two steps up. His dick was at her eye level and it glistened with oil, she smelled pina colada or something-it actually smelled quite good. When she glanced behind her the guy who'd been chatting her up was there and his rigid prick was just below her ass. If he took a step up he might slip right into her wet hot pussy. She stayed for a moment fantasizing he would. But at the last moment she swerved left, missed the guy above her, and began to move up the last five steps. Perhaps by accident her hand caught his hard dick as she moved by. She left it there for an incredibly naughty moment, even let it move slowly down the other side of this strange man's rigid cock. She tilted her head up and said, "Hi honey." She saw her boyfriend leaning on the wall and watching her every move. Had he just seen what she did with her hand? She just couldn't make out the look on his face. She continued up the steps to join him at the top. As she got to the top she stumbled a little and Jim the guy behind caught up with her and his hard dick went right between her legs. It was so big it went right through and she looked down to see two or three inches of his dick protruding from the junction of her legs. It almost looked like she had a little dick herself. Jim used the "accident" to move his ass back and forth slipping his hard prick along the underside of her pussy-this was just too good. As she regained her balance she moved forward "freeing" herself and then moved toward her boyfriend. She didn't wobble, but she was tipsy. It was that look, he was definitely mad. "What's up Pete?" she said as she staggered just a little toward him. She halfway expected him to want to take a swing at someone, her, him someone, but it was as if he couldn't figure out who to be mad at. It looked like an accident, but it was so fucking unbelievable. His girlfriend looked to be impaled on this huge dick . . . by accident? And then she was free and moving toward him with a puzzling look on her face. He wanted to be mad, hell he was mad, but he controlled his voice. As she approached he asked, "Are you okay?" He was going to give her a chance to tell him who to be mad at. "Yea, I guess. I kind of lost my balance back there." "I need to talk to you for a second." he said in a low tone. This story will have to continue later. Spite Sex Ch. 02 Sorry, I was interrupted so here is the last part. Naturally there is a part one, so if you get confused you should go back and read it. Pete took Paula by her arm and led her over to the backside of the restrooms by the overlook. He was searching for a way to say what he was feeling without actually accusing her of something. "Are you drunk?" It just blurted out. "Hell no!" She had that defiant drunken attitude, but even she wasn't really sure. "Well what the hell was that back there?" He knew he sounded mad, but she sounded defensive and she was loud too. "Honestly, I think I've got a little buzz going, but I thought that was why we came out here to party a little have some fun." She was calming down some. "Well you looked like you were jerking that one guy off, then Mr. Big Stuff gets his dick between your legs, so what the fuck is that?" "You were right there, I didn't do anything wrong. You could have come to help me. I came up the steps lost my balance and that's all there was to it." "You didn't seem to mind that big cock touching you." "It was just an accident, I couldn't exactly slap him for bumping into me when I'm the one who lost her balance." "Next thing you know you'll be looking for it." Pete was getting some righteous indignation going. She didn't say anything, she stewed a little, but she could understand all considered-besides there was something fun or exciting about Pete being a little jealous. "Come on over here, I need to pee you can bitch at me afterwards." They went back down to their stuff together, not saying anything. Her "audience" was still there, but not as close to the path. Jim was not around. He must be looking for others to impress. Pete looked for another beer, but there was only one. He offered it to Paula halfway wishing she'd say she'd had enough, but no such luck. She took it. "Looks like we'll need a beer run if we stay." "The sunset will be pretty, we could wait for that-unless you're too jealous or pissed off and want to go now. Really there wasn't anything to that stuff up there it was just an accident, so what do you want to do?" "Maybe someone will sell us a couple." He stood up and looked left and right for a likely person to ask. "I'm going to see before I have to go all the way back to the store? You want to wait or come with me?" "I'm good I guess-you check and let me know" He took off to the right since there were more people that direction. As he approached he'd check to see if they had a cooler. No luck, so he kept going. He got to an area that didn't allow him to easily get by, so he cut back up to the paved road and kept looking down. Paula was out of sight now. He finally found a couple of guys with some brew, but they were expecting friends. He went back to the road and started back to their spot, looked like he'd have to make a run. As he was walking the road a nude woman came up a path from below. She was by herself as she turned toward the bathroom near where Paula was. She was probably older than he, maybe getting close to forty, but she was still very nice. As he watched her ass his cock started to come to life. He moved a little to his right to get a better look at her boobs. He could see them bouncing as she walked, they were larger than Paula's, but they sagged a little. She was completely brown, so she must come here a lot. His cock was coming to full attention. So this is what happened to the other guys seeing his girlfriend. The woman was moving slowly as they approached the restroom, and she turned as he caught up with her. She had a nice face, great blue eyes and beach blonde shoulder length hair. "Hi." He said trying to sound friendly. "Hi you look happy to see me." She was looking down at his dick. "Sorry, it just happened-I guess I was checking your ass a little too closely." Amazingly he was turning a little red. He decided to go to the bathroom before going down to Paula. He went to the men's as she went to the women's, he took his cock in his hand and started to relieve himself as he thought about what had just happened. Suddenly the naked woman was standing right next to him in the men's. "Hmmm are we having fun yet?" She was watching him stroke his prick. "I was thinking about your ass again, guess I got carried away. Are you just visiting over here?" "Yes and no, we're out of tp over there usually there's plenty in the men's." With that she poked into a stall, grabbed some paper and as she turned to go out gave his butt a little pat. "A man should be careful with his tools." She said as she went out. The situation had made his cock go down a little, he waited and finally took a pee. It was still hanging heavy as he made his way out. His new friend came out at the same time. She went to get a drink from the water fountain. "Is it your first time here?" "Yea, is there a sign on my back?" "No, but you're a little pink, and there are white lines." She found him attractive and was flirting a little. As he watched her, his dick began to jerk back to life. With no warning she reached down and gently took it in her hand and began to squeeze him a little. He was caught by surprise, but before he could do anything Paula came around the corner from the other side of the restrooms. As she saw them her mouth dropped open, but nothing came out. "Oh, hi honey." Pete was trying to sound nonchalant The lady wasn't letting go of him very quickly, but she did finally release his now hard cock. "I didn't know your wife was with you. You're lucky honey, he's cute." With that she started back down the paved road the way she'd come. Paula still hadn't said anything, and she had this shell-shocked look on her face. "Okay I know this looks bad, but it's just like what happened to you." She finally found her voice, "I don't remember anyone fingering my pussy for me." "No but you were playing with that one guy's dick." "I was doing no such thing, he must have moved it as I went by him, you saw it I wasn't stroking him the way she was stroking you." "I know it looks bad, but it was just the same weird circumstance like with you. I was shocked she did that, you came around the corner just as she did it and I was about to tell her to stop, I just didn't get the chance. You heard what she said she didn't even know about you." "Oh like that is some shock, a strange woman begins playing with your prick and the first thing you're supposed to say is 'Stop my girlfriend won't approve', yea right. I'm supposed to believe that?" "Okay, okay just cool off a little here. You're jumping to conclusions." "Like you didn't earlier? It's not okay for me, but its okay for you?" Paula was getting louder. "All right, I'm sorry about earlier-but it was certainly uh, well . . .. Hell I don't know, but is easier to understand after this accident with her." Pete was scrambling for soothing words. "Accident my ass!! Some gal has you by your wiener and that is an accident!!? You saw me, I slipped and fell back, and you saw the whole thing. How can this be the same?" Paula was pissed, but trying to calm down just a little too. They were drawing a few onlookers who walked by and some of the people down below had turned to look. Maybe they were a little too loud---but she couldn't help it this made her mad. Pete was looking down and shuffling his feet, he didn't like making a scene, but he really hadn't expected that woman to do anything so forward, he really was innocent-well kind of innocent. He decided to try to make it right and give her a chance to cool off. "Okay, look I said I was sorry-how about if I make a quick beer run? That will give you time to settle down a little, and then we can watch the sunset. Unless you want to come with me?" Paula thought about it for a second, maybe it was for the best. She was craving some more beer. She didn't really want to get dressed to go, but she was still unhappy. "All right, you go. Won't you need money and pants or are you hoping to pay with your wiener?" "I'll just grab them." He let the little remark at the end go. He went quickly to their things and retrieved his shorts with his wallet. He passed Paula on her way back down to their stuff. He paused to give a "see ya" kiss, but she pulled back. He pulled her closer and gave her a quick one. "See you in just a little while, and stop acting like a child." Then he ran off to the car. "Acting like a child, who the hell does he think he is?" She was talking out loud to herself as she returned to her towel, and that last comment did not sit well with her. Anger was welling up again as she got back to her towel. They had been loud and some people had noticed. One of the locals who came out at least once or twice a week had walked by as they had argued. His name was Bo and he was stationed at an Army base about an hour away. He had a reputation among the regulars, and it wasn't all good. He'd been in confrontations with some of them, he was a little aggressive, and he felt like the regulars gave him a hard time because he was black. He was over six feet and had a really long dick 10 inches when hanging limp. But the reason some didn't get along with him is that he seemed to think his oversized cock gave him the right to push it on any woman out there. He didn't easily take no for an answer and if any lady was going to just give him time to go away he would take it as approval and become more "obnoxious" as some put it. It didn't have anything to do with race---truth is any guy of any color who was too aggressive was treated the same way by the regulars who were more often than not swingers who wanted to be with couples or single females. In fact it is a little hard to understand how some people who come out to strut their stuff can get so upset when they get a reaction that says "you're hot and you turn me on". Some really are "naturists" and with them I understand, but what about the swingers looking for excitement. On rare occasion a single woman will come out wanting to show off, or look for some action. It is not easy to figure out which ones want what, and if a single guy doesn't make the right move at the right time they miss their chance with either the single gal or the swinger couple that wants to be watched or more. Bo made a point to stop at his things and pick up a cold beer. He then decided to see what had become of the arguing couple. Sometimes a woman would get left there, not often, but sometimes. He checked where he saw them last, but they were gone---probably took the argument home. He walked to the overlook and then he saw her. She was there by herself and he was nowhere to be seen. "Probably in the restroom he thought to himself." So he walked slowly around and looked in, no one there. All right, now he made his way down to where he'd seen the pissed off chick sitting. She still looked mad, since he hadn't opened his beer he saw an opening. "Hey you need a brew?" Paula was sitting and stewing about Pete's last remark when she heard a voice, so she looked up and oh my God there was a black man lean as a racehorse and hung like one too. At first she didn't catch what he said, but as it registered she answered. "Sure, thanks." "Mind if I hang for little while?" Bo was looking for an opening. Paula really didn't care what Pete would say anymore, she knew she could send this guy on his way with a quick no, but she didn't. "I guess that's okay, is this your only beer?" "Oh, no I've got more, but you just looked thirsty. You here by yourself?" Bo had already noticed her nice bod. Instead of sitting immediately he stood close by her arm out leaning against a large rock. This left his cock hanging right in her line of sight. Paula had opened the beer and taken a long swig. She wasn't sure how she wanted to answer this question. She'd love to give Pete a taste of his own medicine. "Well, my guy left me here-he's gone to make a beer run." As she spoke she couldn't take her eyes off that huge dick right in front of her. Unconsciously she licked her lips and then took another sip. Why hadn't he sat down, maybe because she hadn't asked. "You want to sit and wait with me, we can repay your beer?" "Naw, in fact why don't you take a little walk with me over to my cooler and I'll get another one?" He was hoping to get her into the woods. "Sure, why not?" Paula was looking for a way to repay Pete, to get him back. Bo reached out his hand and helped pull her to her feet. Holding the beer in one hand and having had quite a few beers already, Paula fell into him just a little as she rose. Her breasts were up against him. She used him to steady herself after lingering a little too long and then stood alone. "Okay, let's go." Paula hadn't meant to put her breasts on his torso, but WOW he was hard and cut. Her nipples were tingling from the contact. The tingling moved downward and she wondered if she was getting excited down there too. He kept hold of her hand as he led her up toward the path. They got to the base of the cement stairs and paused. She took another long pull on the beer it was almost gone. They went up a few stairs when she felt the alcohol flush to her cheeks and her head began to spin just a little. "Hey can we wait just a second?" Paula wanted to have everything slow down just a little and not have any spinning feeling. She managed that and then finished the beer. Bo still had her other hand that was now very close to his prick. Bo did not believe this, he couldn't have asked for a better situation. He had her on the steps through the woods, and she was acting more than a little drunk. He saw his opportunity and decided to see where it went. He moved her hand over to his dick and started to move up and down his length. She wasn't resisting. He moved her off the steps just a little to a small clearing below the restrooms. He looked up and saw a couple of guys watching them, he knew she wasn't aware of them. He continued to use her hand to stroke his dick and as he did so he let go of her hand; she kept stroking on her own. He moved his hand over to her pussy. No kissing, no talking, he just began to move up and down her slit with his fingers and as he had hoped she was wet. He dipped in got his finger wet and then moved to her clit. Her knees went a little weak so he steadied her by pulling her body and tits up against him. He continued to rub her clit in slow circles teasing her. He saw the intake of her breath move sharply. He brought his other hand up and managed to get between them and onto her breast. He went for her nipple pinching, squeezing, pulling all the while moving in a circle and then over her clit. She was panting. Which way should he go push her down for the blow job or try to turn her and stick his dick in that wet wanton waiting pussy? If she was afraid to fuck, she might come out of this sexual trance and stop everything. But if she was ready to fuck, he could blow his chance and his load on the blow job and miss what he was really after. Time may be growing short, what if boyfriend came back? Paula was awash in sexual bliss. She couldn't stop him. She wanted to get back at Pete but this was more than she had planned, because now she wasn't sure she could stop him or herself. Worse, she didn't want to, in fact she had returned to the feelings she had earlier. Play with me, show me off, FUCK ME. She couldn't stop herself anymore and she didn't want to. Her clit was about to give her an orgasm, he kept circling and teasing and now he was rubbing back and forth on her most sensitive spot, rhythmically, and now her nipples were on fire. OH MY GOD here it comes. Bo wasn't sure if she was going to come, but he thought so. He was worried what if this is all she wanted and now she was done; nothing for him. Too late! "Oh-h-h-h-h God that feels so good, oh-h-h-h-h don't stop, please don't stop. OH-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h please don't stop." She was whimpering, felt she might faint, and then she washed over the top. She just stopped saying anything and orgasmed, what a release, oh she felt so warm all over, but she felt it begin to build again almost immeditately, she wasn't done yet. He was still rubbing her clit and she wanted more than that now. She turned around and bent over and reached for the black snake through her legs. She wasn't disappointed, there it was and it was very hard and very erect, she couldn't believe how big and how good it felt in her hand. She lined it up at the entrance to her pussy and moved the head along her slit lubing maybe the biggest cock head she'd ever had. Then she moved it back to the entrance and leaned back on him while holding it in place. Bo took the hint and began to move his dick into her waiting slit. He was feeling in command. He knew how bad she wanted it. He began to move into her slowly. Putting the head in then coming back out, then a little deeper, and back out, and a little deeper and back out, and then he stopped. He didn't want to come too quick, but more than that he wanted to see if he could make her beg. She pushed back trying to re-enter, but he wouldn't allow it. She grunted something, he couldn't make it out. He wanted her to beg. "Go ahead." Paula grunted what was he waiting for? Then she heard him. "Ask me nice!" it wasn't a request. He said it as a command. "Okay, please get on with it." "NO that's not good enough" "FUCK ME!" She said it louder than she meant to. "Not good enough." His voice was calm and his dick was right at the entrance to her love tunnel, nudging but not entering. Paula wanted it bad, she was lost in lust she didn't care she was fucking in public, she didn't care who watched. So, he wanted to hear it? Okay! "PLEASE FUCK ME, PLEASE, I NEED THAT BIG BLACK DICK IN MY PUSSY NOW!" "OK, now look up and look around." Bo had seen the six or seven guys gather around, some watching from the restroom overlook where the water fountain was. As she looked up and looked around he shoved his dick all the way in. Out, and all the way back in, she was pushing back into him and she was tight, but so wet it was a great grip. He was getting rhythm and she was into it. Back and forth they moved faster and faster. Paula had finally opened her eyes when he told her too. There were men within arm's length stoking and watching her. One guy moved a little closer, she licked her lips in a sex crazed stare and opened her mouth. She took Pete in her mouth and began to suck as she was being long dicked from behind. They were going faster, she was sucking harder, and then they all came together. Bo pulled out and squirted on her back. "Take that slut!" Pete pulled out and shot on her face and tits. "Bitch!" "Oh FUCK YES." As she had a long, warm orgasm. She didn't feel angry anymore.